Adiba Nelson

While most of my friends on social media are in a complete uproar over season four of Orange Is The New Black (OITNB to the rest of us), I am standing at full attention, giving Jenji Kohan the loudest slow clap in the history of slow claps.

"I now had my seat of power, my throne, if you will. That’s why I customized my chair to look like a throne. And that’s why I liked it in my act: because I was truly in love with it and all that it represented for me. It was no longer a trap or a cage. It was freedom. It was power. It was sexy. And it was mine."

“Why would you do that? You have a daughter. Why would you put yourself in that position?”

Black women were branded as sexually promiscuous and immoral, which in turn was used as justification for sexual trauma/rape.

I would break girl code. And if you love me, I hope you would do it for me too.

Want to go on a carbs and wine tour of Italy? Break out the leggings and go for it. This time is yours.

That, my dear, is self-care 101: You must take care of yourself if you want to take care of others.

If I had to pinpoint it, I’d say I am a diva because I had a mom who demanded nothing but the very best from me, from how I sat in a chair, to how I entered a room, to what grades I brought home. She demanded the best from me — and now, finally, I am at a point where I demand the very best from myself, and those I surround myself with.

Being a body positive/body acceptance activist means that regardless of WHAT shape my body takes at any given point and time in my life, I love it. I am kind to it. I remember that it has the right to love and adoration, first from myself, and then from my man. I remember that all bodies, those bigger than and those smaller than mine, are entitled to the same, and they are no better or worse than my own.

It is made up of women that I've known since I was 8, and women I met last week.